but I am not aware of my own Boundary

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Everybody talks about Boundaries, but I am not aware of my own Boundary.

I have always found myself as unknown traveller in this Creation; who is unaware of its own Boundary.

While walking someone else’s beauty– sweetness of the voice–summit of thoughts–deepness of emotion–meaning any beautifying nature became tear in my eyes and the bow then where is my Boundary!

While walking someone’s sadness–thirst–hunger dwells inside me then where is my Border ?
I could not find the same.
All I know is that I was born as a thought–travelled as search and found life as an emotion. I kept on dissolving but could not find the Boundary